Lately I've been neglecting Glee for Pretty Little Liars, but I just received 3 reviews last night for this story, I guess it was posted on a forum so I have gotten the kick to continue with this one! I'm not exactly sure where this will go, I started working before but ended up hating and deleting it….hopefully it will turn out well! Thanks to the anon who posted this on the forum! (In all honesty, not 100% sure what that means….)
Noah Puckerman: I am proud to say I love glee club. The drama that will go down at practice tomorrow might just make history.
Comments:
Finn Hudson: What?
Mike Chang: Dude what happened?
Noah Puckerman: I crashed at Wheels house last night. He sent a little drunken text to a certain someone. Trust me, it will be legendary.
Jackson Moore: Is that the one who's with the ditz?
Noah Puckerman: Yep. But it wasn't to her. Also I don't know if he was really that drunk ;)
Rachel Berry: Noah! This is a social networking site! Is it really necessary to share the private details of Artie and Tina's quasi-love life?
Finn Hudson: Tina? He drunk texted Tina?
Mercedes Jones: Nice going Puck and Rachel. Maybe you two should date, there'd be a lot less secrets in the world.
Mike Chang: Woah, wait a second, what did Artie text Tina?
Brittany Pierce: I don't remember, but it was really sweet!
Noah Puckerman: I'll text you guys the basic idea of what he said. Only a little less girly
Quinn Fabray: This is just so messed up.
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Santana's fingers drummed on her keyboard for a while, but couldn't find anything to say. She was one of the few teenagers who found it discusting that people post personal things on facebook, but she loved the drama it caused. Usually. Right now she was just tired of it. It was making her crabby. And when Santana's crabby, there's only one thing she wants.
"Hey, Britt, can I come over?" Santana asked in her most seductive phone voice. She heard the gulp coming from the other end and smirked.
"Um, sure, like now?"
"Yeah, I'll be over in 3 minutes."
Santana brushed her teeth and packed her Cheerios uniform. She ran out the door, barely acknowledging her parents. She jumped in her car and sped the few short blocks to Brittany's house. It was a path she could drive in her sleep. She opened the door to find Brittany's sister sster Amy sitting on the stairs, looking quite pleased with herself. "I swear that bitch is psychic" Santana thought to herself.
"Hmm, did Artie and Brittany break up?" the 13 year old asked in an innocent sounding tone. Santana knew Amy was anything but innocent in this matter.
"Nope. I can still be here" Santana retorted.
"Didn't say you can't. Anyway, I just got the little ones in bed, so try not to, I don't know, scream your head off again? I don't know how many times I can come up with an excuse for that." Amy was the mother of the house while her parents were at work or parties (which was most of the time.) She often had to make excuses for the inappropriate things they were exposed to around Brittany and Santana. Of course, she also made sure to explain that sometimes girls love girls and boys love boys and its ok.
"You….are disgusting" Santana felt that was an understatement, but she wasn't in the mood to spend another second without some kind of physical contact with Brittany.
"Have fuuun!" Amy sang as Santana ran a little too quickly up the stairs.
Santana slowed down as she walked into Brittany's room, closing the door behind her. Brittany had been sitting at her desk, likely not doing homework, when Santana came in. She stood up and smiled at Santana, who was looking beautiful in her brown jacket and black pants. It made her look even more spicy in Brittany's mind.
Brittany was wearing a tight fitting blue shirt the color of her eyes, and a white skirt just above the knee with black leggings. She still played dress up, sometimes without the company of her 8 year old sister. Santana was breathless for a second, she really looked pretty.
Santana unzipped her jacket to reveal her lacy black tank-top and laid down seductively on the bed. Not obviously seductively, but enough to get the message to Brittany. Brittany, who had turned her back for a second, felt her knees lock and her heart drop at the sight of her. It showed all over her face. She felt her body screaming at her to do everything dirty thing in the book to Santana right then. She felt her heart screaming at her to lay with Santana and hold her a whisper every sweet thing in the world to her. She felt her brain screaming at her that she would only get hurt, and it would be cheating.
She stared at Santana, unable to take her eyes for her perfect body and flawless face. She finally tore her eyes to stare at the floor. She knew she had been staring, and she knew what Santana wanted. "B, get on the bed." Santana said quietly and so seductively. Brittany sat on the edge of the bed. Her body's commands were winning. But her heart and brain were still fighting. Santana lifted her body to meet her face with Brittany's. She placed a tender kiss on her lips. Brittany forgot anything related to Artie. It wasn't hard. She loved Santana. She knew that.
They kissed more, Santana gently pressed Brittany down, Brittany flipped Santana under her. It was all quite gentle, like their first time had been. Santana started grinding her hips harder, and lowered her hand to the bottom of Brittany's skirt. Suddenly Brittany lifted her head up. Santana hoped she would say something dirty, she was always so good at turning her on through words. She'd even throw in some spotty Dutch at times, which was incredibly hot. But then she said something else.
"I shouldn't do this. This is cheating. I don't want to cheat." Santana panicked, but she knew she still had a chance.
"It's only cheating if someone feels something" she said, pulling Brittany back down.
"Then its cheating" Brittany said, getting up off Santana and walking out of the room. She had made it clear to her dozens of times that she did feel something. Santana had always ignored it. That night was no different, and Brittany slept on the couch. The next morning they went to school, pretending that nothing had happened. As usual.
They walked into school, and straight to glee club. "Isn't it weird how this day of all days we have glee club first thing in the morning." Santana asked, the first thing she had said all day. "Yeah" Brittany replied. She didn't feel like talking, especially to Santana.
They walked into the choir room and took seats on separate levels, as they always did after a bad night. Mercedes, Quinn, Finn, and Rachel were already seated, all pretending to be fascinated by something on the wall or their hands. Artie wheeled into the room slowly and quietly took his usual place, next to Brittany. Puck and Sam came in and sat silently. Then Mike Chang walked in. Mike was a nice guy, but the anger behind his eyes was obvious. He took one long look at Artie, then walked to his seat. Of course Tina, the unwilling star of the drama show.
Tina walked in nervously. The whole room suddenly had their eyes glued to her. She knew everyone knew. She knew she had to give Artie an answer. Like now. She opened her mouth, and it was as if her fake stutter had reappeared.
"I-I'm with Mike-"
"Tina, you don't have to do this in front of everyone, I should have never even sent that text."
"I do have to do this is front of everyone. I'm with Mike, and I love him, but-"
"Hey kids, how was everyone's New Year? Excitied to be-"
"I'M STILL IN LOVE WITH ARTIE!"
"I knew it"
"What the hell Tina? Did you want to maybe tell me that?"
"Girl, did you seriously just…wow"
"Yayyyy!"
"Brittany, why are you happy about that?"
"Hey, hey, settle down guys"
"EVERYBODY SHUT UP!" Santana said finally. "Now, Wheels, what do you have to say to that?"
A/N: Ooh cliff hanger, again! Not sure I'm thrilled with this chapter, but I have big plans for next chapter! More Brittana for sure! Please review!
Also, if anyone can figure out who was saying each un-named quote at the end, they get a super special surprise….of some sort.
